If this were a longer arena he'd suggest seeing about roasting and eating whatever these are. But it isn't so he leaves their bodies where they are, still heading down. Another one and he swipes at it, feeling teeth graze the back of his hand as it falls back into the wall and doesn't move.

"Rats, I think," he says after the next flash of the light. No more attacks while he says that - he's not sure if they're retreating or just waiting for the two of them to get closer. "Didn't see any obvious signs of mutation."